歌曲 | Still In Hollywood |
歌手 | Concrete Blonde |
专辑 | Recollection - The Best Of |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Concrete Blonde | |
作词 : Concrete Blonde | |
I was walking down the street early this morning | |
Passed the graveyard voices calling to me | |
I was walking down the street early this morning | |
And the silver drops of rain hung from the leaves | |
And I swear, | |
I heard the voices singing to me | |
Singing to the rhythm of the beat of my feet | |
And I swear, | |
I heard the voices singing to me | |
Keep on, keep on, keep on | |
I'm still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I'd be out of here by now | |
I'm still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I'm running on a wheel and | |
I don't know why? | |
I don't know why? | |
I don't know why? | |
And on the bus today, | |
I met the queen of | |
L.A.At least she said she was and who am | |
I to say?She was sixty-five and full of life | |
She had purple painted cheeks and glitter on her eyes | |
And the troll on the corner, | |
I flipped him a quarter | |
And he looked at me and smiled | |
Well, he wasn't abused, he wasn't confused | |
He had nothing to gain and less to lose in | |
HollywoodI'm still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I'd be out of here by now | |
I'm still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I'm running on a wheel and | |
I don't know why? | |
I'm still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I'd be out of here by now | |
I'm still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I'm running on a wheel and | |
I don't know, don't know why? | |
So it's 3 | |
AM, I'm out walking again | |
I'm just a spot on the sidewalk in a city of sin | |
He doesn't give a fuck, he's living under a truck | |
You know it could've been me, | |
I guess it's just my luck | |
But I swear, | |
I heard the sidewalk talking to me | |
Singing to the rhythm of the beat of my feet | |
And I swear, | |
I heard the sidewalk singing to me | |
Keep on, keep on, keep on | |
I'm still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I'd be out of here by now | |
I'm still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I'm running on a wheel and | |
I don't know why?... |
zuo qu : Concrete Blonde | |
zuo ci : Concrete Blonde | |
I was walking down the street early this morning | |
Passed the graveyard voices calling to me | |
I was walking down the street early this morning | |
And the silver drops of rain hung from the leaves | |
And I swear, | |
I heard the voices singing to me | |
Singing to the rhythm of the beat of my feet | |
And I swear, | |
I heard the voices singing to me | |
Keep on, keep on, keep on | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I' d be out of here by now | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I' m running on a wheel and | |
I don' t know why? | |
I don' t know why? | |
I don' t know why? | |
And on the bus today, | |
I met the queen of | |
L. A. At least she said she was and who am | |
I to say? She was sixtyfive and full of life | |
She had purple painted cheeks and glitter on her eyes | |
And the troll on the corner, | |
I flipped him a quarter | |
And he looked at me and smiled | |
Well, he wasn' t abused, he wasn' t confused | |
He had nothing to gain and less to lose in | |
HollywoodI' m still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I' d be out of here by now | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I' m running on a wheel and | |
I don' t know why? | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I' d be out of here by now | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I' m running on a wheel and | |
I don' t know, don' t know why? | |
So it' s 3 | |
AM, I' m out walking again | |
I' m just a spot on the sidewalk in a city of sin | |
He doesn' t give a fuck, he' s living under a truck | |
You know it could' ve been me, | |
I guess it' s just my luck | |
But I swear, | |
I heard the sidewalk talking to me | |
Singing to the rhythm of the beat of my feet | |
And I swear, | |
I heard the sidewalk singing to me | |
Keep on, keep on, keep on | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I' d be out of here by now | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I' m running on a wheel and | |
I don' t know why?... |
zuò qǔ : Concrete Blonde | |
zuò cí : Concrete Blonde | |
I was walking down the street early this morning | |
Passed the graveyard voices calling to me | |
I was walking down the street early this morning | |
And the silver drops of rain hung from the leaves | |
And I swear, | |
I heard the voices singing to me | |
Singing to the rhythm of the beat of my feet | |
And I swear, | |
I heard the voices singing to me | |
Keep on, keep on, keep on | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I' d be out of here by now | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I' m running on a wheel and | |
I don' t know why? | |
I don' t know why? | |
I don' t know why? | |
And on the bus today, | |
I met the queen of | |
L. A. At least she said she was and who am | |
I to say? She was sixtyfive and full of life | |
She had purple painted cheeks and glitter on her eyes | |
And the troll on the corner, | |
I flipped him a quarter | |
And he looked at me and smiled | |
Well, he wasn' t abused, he wasn' t confused | |
He had nothing to gain and less to lose in | |
HollywoodI' m still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I' d be out of here by now | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I' m running on a wheel and | |
I don' t know why? | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I' d be out of here by now | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I' m running on a wheel and | |
I don' t know, don' t know why? | |
So it' s 3 | |
AM, I' m out walking again | |
I' m just a spot on the sidewalk in a city of sin | |
He doesn' t give a fuck, he' s living under a truck | |
You know it could' ve been me, | |
I guess it' s just my luck | |
But I swear, | |
I heard the sidewalk talking to me | |
Singing to the rhythm of the beat of my feet | |
And I swear, | |
I heard the sidewalk singing to me | |
Keep on, keep on, keep on | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodOh wow, thought | |
I' d be out of here by now | |
I' m still in | |
HollywoodMy, my, | |
I' m running on a wheel and | |
I don' t know why?... |